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Portrait of William Blake William Blake Vala, or The Four Zoas‎: Night the Third

In a soft cloud Outstretch'd across, & Luvah dwelt in the cloud
Then Man ascended mourning into the splendors of his palace
Above him rose a Shadow from his wearied intellect
Of living gold, pure, perfect, holy; in white linen pure he hover'd
5 A sweet entrancing self delusion, a watry vision of Man
Soft exulting in existence all the Man absorbing
Man fell upon his face prostrate before the watry shadow
Saying O Lord whence is this change thou knowest I am nothing
And Vala trembled & coverd her face, & her locks.
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Portrait of William Blake William Blake Vala, or The Four Zoas‎: Night the Third

Infolded in thick clouds, from whence his mighty voice burst forth
O bright [Ahania] a Boy is born of the dark Ocean
Whom Urizen doth serve, with Light replenishing his darkness
I am set here a King of trouble commanded here to serve
5 And do my ministry to those who eat of my wide table
All this is mine yet I must serve & that Prophetic boy
Must grow up to command his Prince but hear my determind Decree
Vala shall become a Worm in Enitharmons Wombt
Laying her seed upon the fibres soon to issue forth
10 And Luvah in the loins of Los a dark & furious death
Alas for me!
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